Chapter One Hundred and Fifty: A New Discovery

“Prophecies my foot. This must have been done by that escaped person.”
“He’s definitely trying to scare us with this.”

Hearing their guesses, Youman’s perspective was entirely different.
He clearly did not believe in ghosts or supernatural explanations.
Yet his words were ignored by the others.

Lucy looked at Rot and asked, “Why do you say that?”
Rot smiled and replied, “Though I don’t know much about oil painting, I do understand this much.”
“A painting this exquisite couldn’t have been done in just one night.”

Youman chuckled at Rot’s words. “Is that all?”
“I can tell you for sure, it is.”

Everyone turned to look at Youman upon hearing this.
Sensing their gaze, Youman wasted no time and said, “All the train compartments have fixed designs.”
“So the background of the painting could have been prepared in advance. The killer just had to quickly add the figures after killing the people.”
“Look here, the people in the painting are only about two fingers wide. It would take just half an hour.”

Youman even compared the size of his fingers with the bodies of the three people in the painting.
This reasonable explanation earned the approval of the group.

However, just as Youman felt somewhat triumphant, Jianqi suddenly pointed at the positions of the three figures in the painting and said,
“The victims all died with their heads down on the table.”
“If the killer had already fled the scene, how could he have known exactly how the bodies were arranged to paint a picture that matches the passenger compartment?”

Hearing Jianqi’s doubt, Youman sneered, “Of course, he saw it…”
“He’s been watching us all along?”

Upon this conclusion, everyone’s faces changed dramatically.
“No, there’s nowhere in the passenger compartment to observe from.”

Emotionless frowned and said,
He looked at the still calm Jianqi, hoping to get an answer from him.
But it was not Jianqi who finally spoke—it was Rot.

“The ceiling above us is hollow. It’s large enough for an adult to lie down and move.”

Youman’s pupils constricted sharply upon hearing this. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Rot by the collar, and pulled him up from the floor.
Bound in a blanket, Rot could not resist in the slightest.

Anger filled Youman’s face:
“If you already knew, why didn’t you say so earlier? You’re working with them!”
“No, if you don’t speak, you must have other motives.”
“Let me think.”
“I get it. You planned to use that space to kill people, didn’t you?”

“You’re definitely one of the killers!”
At this, Youman raised his hand as if to strike Rot’s face.
But his fist was firmly caught by a broad-shouldered man.

“Don’t waste time. The priority is to find the person hiding in the passageway, or else we could be attacked at any moment.”
The broad man said, releasing Youman’s hand.

Though Youman was annoyed by being stopped, seeing the man’s impressive chest muscles—almost like B-cup breasts—he wisely backed down.

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